Strike the concertina's melancholy string! Blow the spirit-stirring harp like any thing! Let the piano's martial blast Rouse the Echoes of the Past — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
The Law is the true embodiment of everything that's excellent; it has no kind of fault or flaw and I, my Lords, embody the… — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man! — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
The idiot who praises, with enthusiastic tone, All centuries but this, and every country but his own. — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
And that singular anomaly, the lady novelist-- I don't think she'd be missed--I'm sure she'd not be missed! — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
I am the Captain of the Pinafore ; And a right good captain too! . . . . And I'm never, never sick at… — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
Utopia's quite another land; In her enterprising movements, She is England--with improvements — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
Is life a boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon. — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
every Jack He must study the knack If he wants to make sure of his Jill! — W. S. Gilbert Copy Share Image
